The snow field that coexists with whiteness and coldness is endless, like a huge bronze mirror embedded in the earth.

For Amon, this winter was particularly difficult. The tribe suffered a disaster and the heavy snow crushed the tent. He could only follow his elder brother Adam and follow his third uncle Ak, braved the cold weather and came out to hunt.

Ak's hand was a net, with different colors, one piece in the east and one piece in the west, obviously used for many years to repair the sewing. Akang held a bow with a long time and a bone arrow was placed on his head.

Both weapons were technical, and the two were behind and patrolled left and right. Amon held a wooden spear, pressed it in front, and focused on it.

They walked for a long time and didn't even encounter a snow rabbit. If the sky became dark and they could not find their prey, they would have to starve today.

At this moment, Amon screamed. Ak and Adam subconsciously started to use the "weapon" in their hands and were about to move before they could hear the panic and fear in the other party's screams.

Nine animals with gray fur ran towards this side quickly, as if they had found their prey, and opened their mouths wide, unable to wait.

A biting chill rose in the three of them, and from the inside to the outside, it was even colder than the ice and snow outside!

They actually bumped into Nine Wolves!

It is almost the same as the wolf you see on weekdays. Each wolf is as tall as two feet tall, with upright ears and a hair brush. It moves lightly in the snow field, has a well-proportioned body, and is full of shocking power.

The three of them are already thin, and they are hungry, so they just want to catch some snow rabbits and snow birds, so they dare not fight against the wolves. However, they are also some experience, and they are trembling with each other and rely on each other.

At this time, Amon called out again, and the other two men felt a slump. They turned to see that the nine wolves were arranged in front and back, with a strap tied to the back, and a coffin that was ten feet long behind.

The coffin is simple and unpretentious, all of which are spliced ​​with logs, not painted or polished. The most surprising thing is that there is a person sitting on it, coming towards the white light, like a god on the snow field.

The nine wolves stopped in front of the three of them, stuck out their tongues, spit out the heat, and turned into white mist; their eighteen eyes glared round.

Amon was still shouting: "Wolf, wolf!"

Ak and Adam looked at each other and felt something was wrong. The animals in front of them were very similar to the dire wolf they had seen, but the eyebrows and eyes were combined and there was a huge difference.

At this time, Jiang Yan, who was sitting on the coffin, jumped down and asked, "Several friends, where are these?"

The three of them were stunned and quickly knelt down on the ground, shouting, meaning the gods, and no longer suspected that the wolf was impure, but only thought it was the gods' insanity.

Jiang Yan was a little helpless. After finally seeing someone, he couldn't speak. Since he left Beihai, he passed through Tieler and plunged into the ice field. Even if the map given by Wang Tong was only more than ten years ago, it still changed a lot.

Fortunately, the general path is correct. After going through a lot of hardships, I finally found the piece of cold jade that Bi Xiuxin mentioned in an ice cave in the north. It is five feet high, five feet wide and one meter long.

How to bring it back to the Central Plains is another difficulty. After dragging it all the way, I felt that it was not a long-term solution. Fortunately, I encountered a group of natives surrounded by snow wolf on the way, so he rescued them and received a group of sled dogs given to him by the other party.

This dog breed is what later generations call Husky. It looks almost the same as a snow wolf. It has a slightly different pupils and a slightly different eye distance, which makes it a little funny. If ordinary people don’t look closely, they will never be able to tell.

However, even if there is a Jiuhala coffin, it is natural that it cannot walk the original path again, so as not to run into the Turks and fall into the trap. Then he turned to the east and walked along the coast. He could not meet a person in the long area.

If he hadn't understood the astrological signs, he would have almost thought that he had lost his way. Fortunately, he had come into contact with people, which means that he had taken the right path.

Jiang Yan reached out and the person in front of him stood up involuntarily, his face became even more frightened and he spoke loudly. He waved his hand and pressed it, and the air flowed back, and the other party felt a suffocation and could not speak.

He reached out and pointed forward, and the three of them woke up from fear, closed their mouths, guessed, knew what he meant, and led the way forward and reached the gathering place.

There are only more than thirty people here, no older people, only a dozen young and strong people, and the rest are all women and children, and there is no writing to speak of.

Jiang Yan rested here for a night, left some prey the next day, and pointed his hand again. This time Ak realized it and volunteered to lead him to the nearest tribe.

He sent the other party away and dragged the white coffin into it with Jiuha, causing a noise from the tribe. The young and strong man surrounded him with a wooden spear.

The man was very surprised to see him and said in stiff Chinese, "You are from the Central Plains, why do you want to come here?"

Jiang Yan reached out and pointed to the coffin and said, "A friend of mine fell in the snow field. He went to collect his bones for him and prepared to take them back to the Central Plains for burial. He is lost now, and I wonder if there is a room here?"

"My friend is so loyal!" The head man said in awe: "Shi Wei is the name given to our region by the people of the Central Plains. It would be great if we are poor people who can survive. What's the matter with who they are?

This friend, it's cold outside, please go inside to have a sip of hot wine. It's said that it was brought by your Central Plains caravan."

Jiang Yan was a little happy to hear that a caravan could get here. He patted the coffin and said, "My friend is going to accompany me too."

The head man showed his eyes and shouted a few times. Several young and strong generals handed over the weapons to his companions, came over to untie the rope, led the Erha to feed him, and then got up and carried the coffin.

As soon as the six people touched the coffin, they shrank. Jiang Yan explained: "I was afraid that my friend's body would be damaged, so I wrapped it with ice. This thing is too heavy and I can't afford to carry it, so I can just drag it in."

One of the young men saw that the woman next to him stared at Jiang Yan intently, and was dissatisfied. He said a few words. The other five people next to him started to work together, grabbed the coffin and lifted it up hard.

But the few people used all their strength and their faces turned red. The coffin did not move at all.

"If we consider the length, width and height, the ice inside will be more than 16,000 kilograms; the coffin mulberry is made of snow-field spruce and weighs 4,000 kilograms, and it cannot be shaken by human power, otherwise why should I use external forces?"

Jiang Yan explained with a smile, reached out to grab the outer edge of the coffin, and gently lifted the front half.

Everyone present had their eyes straightened, and the head man looked solemn, and asked, "Are you the ones who practice martial arts in the Central Plains?"

"Some tricks are not worth mentioning!" Jiang Yan smiled and followed the other party into the largest tent, putting the coffin next to it, as if he had done a small thing.

He came over and asked, "I heard that the Central Plains caravan came here. Could it be that the battle between the emperor's conquest of Goguryeo is over?"

The head man nodded and said, "In this weather, even we locals are uncomfortable. We have already prepared to cook the fire at home. Besides, you Central Plains people can't stand the cold in autumn and all go back."

At this time, Jiang Yan was taking off the fur coat he was wearing, revealing a white shirt of a scholar in the Central Plains, looking extremely thin.

The head man was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly. A girl came in, took the warm wine from the fire, and poured two bowls. Jiang Yan thanked her, and she blushed and retreated.

"Your appearance is the best one I have ever seen in my life. No wonder my granddaughter blushed, hahaha!" The head man dismissed and laughed, asking, "Have you ever asked my friend's name?"
Chapter completed!